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 Chapter 59: Long Is the Night for the Godless, part XXIX



   Fel had had worse awakenings than this.  She was used to waking up with
terrible headaches, feeling nauseous and possible lying in a puddle of her
own piss and vomit.  There was nothing of that today.  Physically, she felt
really fine.  But when her memories gradually returned, she wished that
they wouldn't have.  Shen had shown her once again who's the stronger
sister.  She had killed Neyl and Fel hadn't been able to do anything about
it.  It hurt.  It hurt Fel's pride.  And that other woman, the blue-haired
one with the lance...  Fel gulped as she remembered how their fight had
ended.  How exactly was she still alive?

   Fel looked down on her naked body.  There was a scar on her belly.  It
was quite small considering the injury she had suffered.  The scar didn't
protrude, but the skin on it was distinctly lighter than in the surrounding
area.  What a shame, Fel thought.  Now she was an ugly bitch.  Fel really
hated scars.  She let out a very long sigh.  Her memories of what had
happened after she had been wounded were blurry.  She remembered feeling
incredible pain and that there was a lot of commotion going on, involving
Neryn, Azu and possible others.

   Fel sat up.  She didn't recognize the house she was in.  Nor did she
have any idea how she had come here.  Fel stood up to take a look around.
Just then, Shinya entered the room.  The girl stared at Fel.  "Woah." Only
now Fel realized that she was balls ass naked.  Shinya couldn't decide on
what she should stare more- Fel's titanic breasts or her oversized flaccid
cock.  Fel smirked.  "Jealous of my tits?  Don't worry, you'll grow some in
time.  Anyway, what is this place?"

   As always, Shinya was hard to disconcert.  "This is my home." she
answered succinctly.  Fel cocked an eyebrow.  "Huh?  I always thought that
you belonged to that magician...  the one we made mincemeat of recently."
Shinya calmly shook her head.  "No.  I only moved to the castle because my
mother suggested that I should socialize a bit.  Since she knew Ishira, I
was able to live there as her assistant." Despite that, Shinya didn't seem
to shed a tear over her deceased master.  Either that or she was just a
really apathetic child.

   Fel scratched her head.  "Socialize, huh?  Your mother makes some
strange choices on who to entrust her daughter with.  Anyway, there's
something else I need to know.  Who was it that patched me up?" Shinya
continued to look at Fel with the same indifferent expression.  Every now
and then, her eyes still wandered to Fel's rack and her junk.  "The one
that healed your wound was my mother." Fel nodded to herself.  "Alright,
lead me to her then." Shinya's eyes widened for the first time.  "Don't
you...  want me to bring you some clothes first?" Fel shrugged her
shoulders.  "Sure, I'm fine either way."

   A little later, Shinya returned with a kimono for Fel.  Since it was her
mother's, it was spacious enough for Fel's boobs.  But since Fel was quite
a bit taller than Shinya's mother, it left most of her legs uncovered.  Fel
didn't mind.  What she minded more was the dark-blue and white pattern on
her clothes.  "What's with this placid look?  I feel like that doesn't fit
me at all..." She honestly would have preferred Shinya's kimono, which was
blood-red and black.

   While Shinya led her through the house, Fel was struck by its strange
architecture.  Every part of this house seemed to be organic and alive. 
The wooden walls were covered by thick roots and deep green vines.  All
kinds of colorful mushrooms grew both on the floor and the walls.  There
was a vast number of rooms, but there wasn't a single door.  Instead, there
were just large sheets of paper hanging over every entry.

   Shinya brought Fel to the house's spacious lounge.  There, everyone had
gathered.  Shinya's mother, Azu, Lau, Neryn and a little demon with black
hair that sat on Neryn's lap.  When Fel entered the room, Neryn jumped up
and embraced her.  She was sobbing.  "I'm so glad to see you alive...  I
was so scared..." Fel gently stroked her head.  "It's alright, baby.  I'm
fine." Her eyes fell on the demon child that had just been sitting on her
wife's lap and was now flapping its wings in mid-air.  Fel and the little
demon curiously sized each other up.  Fel grinned.  "Looking at the size of
her cock, I'd guess this is Azu's child..."

   Azu blushed and wanted to protest, but Neryn beat her to it.  "She's
Neyl's daughter.  I named her Sael.  I...  decided to take her in as my own
child." Fel nodded and kissed Neryn on the cheek.  "She's a cute child."
Then she let go of Neryn and turned around to face the one woman here that
she didn't know yet.  "I guess that you're Shinya's mother, right?" The
green-haired woman nodded.  "I sure am.  My name is Katlya.  Welcome to my
house, Fel." Everyone gasped as Fel suddenly fell on her knees in front of
Katlya.  "My life is yours.  Command me as you will, master."

   The green-haired woman smiled with her eyes closed.  "My, what could you
mean with that?" Fel explained while looking at the floor.  "This is... 
the code of honor.  When I was wounded and couldn't save myself anymore, I
lost my right to live.  You saved my life without being obliged to do so.
If it weren't for your kindness, I would be dead now.  Therefore, I owe you
my life.  It is yours.  I reserve the right to kill myself if your commands
are unreasonable though." While most people in the room were rather
staggered to hear this, Katlya cheerfully snickered after Fel had made her
declaration.  "What a strange code you live by..." Fel still looked to the
ground.  "It was taught to me that way by my mother." And that meant that
to her that it was absolute.

   At least, Katlya found it amusing.  She decided to play along.  "Fine,
then.  You'll be my slave.  What can you do for me, though?" Finally, Fel
decided to look up into her new master's golden eyes.  "I am a trained and
skilled warrior.  I can defeat armies or take the heads of queens for you,
if you want." Katlya laughed.  "Wow, you're that strong?" Fel nodded with a
serious look on her face.  "I'm one of two living people that have been
trained in the Meluthian Nightmare Style.  I have recently led the siege of
Loogran castle.  My mother is Eluthya, the slayer of the Black Queen."

   Katlya gleefully clapped her hands.  "Amazing!  You're a real personage,
then!  What an honor...  And I can ask you anything I like, right?" Fel
nodded slowly.  Either this woman was really carefree, somewhat crazy or
she was making fun of her.  Whatever the case was, Fel was ready to accept
it.  Katlya broadly smiled at her.  "Then I want you to marry my little
Shinya.  She could need a strong girl like you on her side..." Fel gulped.
This wasn't really the kind of command she had thought of...

   Neryn was the first one to protest.  "But Fel is already married!  I'm
her wife!" Katlya giggled.  "Oh, don't worry, my little Shinya is an
open-minded girl.  The more the merrier, isn't it?" Neryn was dumbfounded.
That wasn't really what she had meant...  Shinya herself pouted.  "I don't
really want to marry though, mommy...  I want to stay here with you!"
Katlya shook her head.  "Out of the question!  You need to go out and see
the world, Shinya.  Also, Fel is a beautiful girl, isn't she?  I'm sure
you'll have a lot of fun when you're married to her."

   Fel and Shinya looked at each other for a while.  They had had a number
of strange and awkward encounters in the past.  Shinya tried to think of a
reason against the marriage.  "But...  I'm afraid that she might be a wife
beater!  She once threatened to spank me!" Katlya didn't look like she took
that complaint very seriously.  Really, she didn't look like a woman who
ever took anything seriously.  She asked Fel.  "Would you beat Shinya if
she were to become your wife?" Fel looked at her.  This was the master of
her life.  She had to answer honestly.  "Only...  if she deserved it."
Katlya laughed.  "See, Shinya?  Just be a good girl and your butt will be
fine."

   Shinya was still sulking.  "But...  I don't think I like her...  Her...
her breasts are too big." Katlya snorted with laughter at the comment. 
"Aw, come on, don't lie to me.  Don't pretend that you don't like big
ones...  when you still crawl into my bed at night and suck on my boobs..."
Shinya's face turned as red as a beetroot.  "Don't...  Don't say that in
front of everyone!  That's embarrassing!" Katlya softly petted Shinya's
head.  "Now, now...  You don't have to be ashamed.  You're going to be
married to these girls, after all..." Neryn gasped.  'Girls?' Was Shinya
going to get married to her too?  This was all getting way too confusing
and way too ridiculous.

   Fel denied herself to sigh in front of Katlya, then she nodded. 
"Alright, master.  I will marry your daughter if that's what you wish for.
But I will also remain married to Neryn.  Are there any other orders you
want to give me?" Katlya shook her head as if Fel had just asked something
silly.  "Look, Fel.  I'm a lesser deity that watches over the forest in the
highlands.  I don't care about armies that are getting defeated or human
queens losing their heads.  But Shinya is half-human.  I think she should
spend at least a part of her life among humans...  getting married and
everything.  That's why I have only one command for you, Fel, daughter of
Eluthya.  Make my little girl happy."

   Fel nodded.  "I will." She didn't really mind marrying again.  Her
mother Eluthya had married many times.  Shinya's personality was probably a
little strange, but from what Katlya had said, this girl was a genuine
demigoddess.  Fel would have been crazy if she would have passed on the
opportunity to marry her.

   Neryn was speechless.  It really happened.  Only a few days after
marrying her, Fel was already getting married again.  And this woman that
she had deemed a witch...  she was really a goddess.  A goddess that lived
in the Vargranian woods.  Even if Neryn wasn't pleased by this marriage,
there was no way that she could complain to such a being.

   Shinya did not deny herself to sigh.  She apparently wasn't too happy
with the way that her mother decided things for her.  "Mou...  Do I really
have to, mommy?" Katlya looked at her as if she was getting angry with her.
"Come on, Shinya.  Don't make that kind of face.  What will your future
wife think of you?" Shinya looked to the floor, sighed again and then faced
her mother.  "Okay...  If you say so..."

   Katlya was very happy.  "And with that I declare you to be married! 
Kiss each other to seal the contract that cannot be broken, even by the
heavens themselves!" Everyone was stunned by how quickly this woman married
somebody.  Then again, she was a deity.  She didn't need any priestesses to
do that job for her.  Fel stood up and rose to her full height.  Of course,
she was a lot taller than Shinya.  But Shinya showed no sign that she was
intimidated by her.  Fel walked up to Shinya, gently grasped the girl's
neck, bent forwards and softly kissed her on the lips.  And although Shinya
wouldn't have admitted it, her heart was beating like crazy throughout the
whole kiss and for a while after.

   "Kiss!  Kiss!" Sael shouted while still hanging in mid-air.  Then she
flew over to Neryn and fiercely kissed her on the mouth.  The little demon
had already learned to put her tongue in.  Although Neryn really wasn't in
the mood for it, she had no choice but to share a passionate kiss with the
girl that she had taken in as her daughter.  Sael enjoyed it so much that
she then proceeded to also kiss Lau and Azu.

   Fel continued holding her new wife closely for a while after the kiss
had ended.  She took a good look at Shinya's girly face, her strange golden
eyes and her snowy white hair...  "I have to say, you are a cute little
girl.  But...  your hair is actually dyed white, isn't it?" Shinya was
surprised that Fel had noticed.  The sweet words certainly had done nothing
to calm her racing heart down.  "I dyed it so that I wouldn't stand out so
much in the castle...  Actually, my hair is just like mommy's." Fel already
found herself getting attached to this girl.  Also, her age was just right.
"Say, how old are you, Shinya?" Shinya was so mesmerized by Fel's big eyes
that she couldn't look away.  "I'm twelve years old...  How old are you,
Fel?"

   Fel felt as if a thunderbolt had struck right into her heart.  She had
just made a huge mistake, out of carelessness.  Of course this girl would
ask this in return...  why hadn't she thought of that?  Everyone looked at
Fel.  They all had wondered about Fel's real age for a while.  Fel blushed
when she realized that she had everyone's attention.  "Ehm...  I'm gonna
give you the answer later, in private..." Now Katlya was getting interested
in this topic too.  With an evil grin on her face, she declared: "Don't
forget that I'm the master of your life, Fel.  I want you to answer my
daughter's question truthfully."

   Fel's face became even redder.  After gasping and panting for a while,
she mumbled.  "I guess...  I grew up quicker than other girls...  mama had
me...  that means I'm...  actually..." She closed her eyes.  "Jeez, I'm
four years old!" For obvious reasons, Fel absolutely hated it when people
found out about her real age.  But it was true.  She had been almost fully
grown when she had been two years old.

   Azu was so stunned by this revelation that she even forgot her position
and spoke up.  "That means...  the true reason why you are so infatuated
with little girls..." - "Shut up!  Don't say it!" Fel shouted with a voice
as if she was close to crying.  Yes, that was the true reason.  She liked
little girls because they were closer to herself, age-wise.  Neryn now
understood why Fel had said that she would be too old for her...  She was
twelve years older than Fel, after all.  No wonder Fel had cried for her
mother like a baby when she had been injured...  she really was a little
girl at heart.  A violent, sadistic, sex-crazed little girl, that was.

   Fel gave everyone in the room a scowl.  "Alright, you have all laughed
enough by now!" Really, no one had laughed.  Except for Katlya, but that
was nothing particular.  Neryn had been speechless until now.  She tried to
think of the time when she had been this young.  Back then, she had been
really infatuated with her mother and her sister.  Of course, Fel hated her
sister, but...  "Fel...  would you like us to visit your mother, maybe?"
Fel glared at Neryn with tears in her eyes.  "No!  Don't you dare...  don't
you dare treat me like a child now!" She stomped her foot, making herself
look even more like a little girl.

   Fel was so angry right now that she could have smashed someone's face
in. But she was mainly angry with herself.  "The only one I want to meet is
Shen...  and then I want to stomp her head into the ground!" She sighed. 
"But since she's apparently strong like a fucking goddess, I need to get
better first.  That's why I'm going to visit my old master.  The one who
taught me sword fighting..." She turned around to face everyone in the
room. "And I'm going to take all of you with me: Wife number one, wife
number two, tangerine girl that wipes my ass, little blue girl that sleeps
all the time and my niece, the precocious demon-baby.  Anyone wants to make
an objection to that?  No?  Fine, then..."

   Katlya grinned.  "Sounds like you're going to have a lot of fun!"



   Kapla was finished.  She knew that she would die very soon.  This was
the last time that she would be entering the old Vargran castle with her
stomach full of flesh, bones and souls.  She had done a good job.  Not a
perfect job, of course.  A few girls with Vargranian blood were still
alive. But there was nothing that Kapla could do anymore about them.  She
had used up all of her strength.  And really, she didn't mind dying.  It
had been a long and crazy life.

   In the castle's inner ward, the valley of bones awaited her.  In middle
of it were Kapla's three daughters.  She had given birth to them when she
had become unable to bear all of the the eaten souls within her.  Now was
the last time that she was going to feed them.  Kapla vomited up all the
meat she had eaten in Nergran castle.  It was a vast heap of human remains.
Mixed into it were the immortal souls of the people she had devoured.

   But even when her stomach was empty, Kapla still felt like she had to
continue vomiting.  She puked up a gust of blood.  Kapla realized that it
was her own.  It was over.  She crawled on top of the flesh heap and laid
down there.  Her three little daughters ate all the meat they had been
presented with.  They didn't even notice that some of it belonged to their
mother.  Even though Kapla's screams echoed through the ruins of Vargran
castle whenever their pointed teeth dug into her flesh, none of the girls
took notice of it.  Kapla was eaten alive and all the souls within her were
devoured by her daughters.

   When the three girls had finished the mound of flesh, they were stuffed.
But there was still the scent of blood in the air, agitating them.  One
girl suddenly grabbed her sister and dove her teeth into the little girl's
belly.  The only flesh that was still left here was their own.  The third
sister took a bite out of the other one's butt cheek.  Nothing had ever
tasted this great to her.  The first girl who had been bitten tried biting
her own arm.  It tasted good.  Greedily, she ripped off a piece of her own
flesh and gulped it down.

   Half an hour later, only one girl was left.  The flesh on all her limbs,
on her belly, on her back and on her buttocks was mostly gone.  Her little
belly was awfully bloated.  Everything was inside her now.  All of Vargran.
Everything that the four girls Daeryn, Haena, Enli and Enia had left behind
in this world.  Finally, it had all returned.  But the girl couldn't keep
it inside her for long.  After the dying girl had moaned and panted for a
while, her asshole opened up and an egg emerged from it.  As soon as it had
left her body, the girl took her last breath and died.  There was nothing
left in her, after all.  Every single soul was now inside this egg.

   Winter came and the ruins of Vargran castle were covered by snow.  The
valley of bones, the corpse of Kapla's daughter and the egg she had laid,
all were hidden under a thick white blanket.  Harsh storms howled through
the castle's derelict walls.  No animal dared to enter these sinister
ruins, no plant grew inside them.  When the storm ceased, the silence
inside the castle was absolute.  It was as if all life had come to an end
in this place.

   A few days after the new year had began, the weather finally lightened
up, but the snow didn't melt yet.  On a particularly sunny winter morning,
the snow blanket broke open at one point and a naked girl crawled out of
it. She didn't seem to mind the cold at all.  The girl shook the snow out
of her straight black hair.  Her body was truly immaculate.  She was tall
and built like a young goddess.  The bright sunlight was reflected on the
smooth skin of her humungous tits and her ample ass that was shaped like a
pair of ripe peaches.  Her thick, veiny and overly long cock looked like it
could kill people.  Moreover, her face was so beautiful and so noble that
it would have fitted a young queen or even an empress.

   The girl took her first few steps through the snow.  She bore it all
within her.  The love, the hate, all the hopes, all the fears and all the
sorrow and joy of the Vargranian people.  Thousands upon thousands of souls
rested within her heart.  But it didn't feel like a heavy load to her. 
Rather, this girl was all eager to advance into a bright future. 
Unaffected by the snow and the cold, she made it out of the castle.  She
took a good look around herself.  The Vargranian highlands were so
beautiful that it brought tears to her eyes.

   She looked back at Vargran castle one last time.  "I will leave you
behind now...  your history ends here." Then she turned around and faced
the sun.  She pressed her hands against her chest.  The sunlight made the
tears on her face glisten brightly.  "Farewell, my beloved sister...  I
will carry you in my heart forevermore."


   Long Is the Night for the Godless.  The end.